"Tang Huan, Tang Huan ......"

muttering the name in his mouth, in his beautiful eyes, the surprise gradually subsided, and then there were bursts of brilliance, and his eyebrows were full of interest, "Tang Huan, I still underestimated you, this time you won, but next time, you won't have a chance." ”

"Oh, why do you say that?"

With a cold snort in his nose, Mo Hanyun turned around and left, a familiar voice was unusually abrupt and penetrated into his ears, and his tone seemed to reveal a little mockery.

"Tang Huan!"

Mo Hanyun's heart jumped, and the moment these two characters flashed in his mind, his body was about to shoot forward.

However, as soon as she moved, a claw landed on her shoulder, and in an instant, a strange force invaded in, just like when she was in Xuanji Dan Pavilion.

After a short period of surprise, Mo Hanyun immediately calmed down.

Although she admitted that Tang Huan was super strong, she also felt that she would be easily controlled by Tang Huan that day, and her own negligence was also a very important factor.

Therefore, almost at the moment when the claw landed on her shoulder, she mobilized all the Tianyuan in her body, and roared towards the force that invaded her body like a raging wave, as if she wanted to completely defeat it, but the next moment, Mo Hanyun couldn't help but be stunned.

She suddenly discovered that the power Tang Huan used this time also contained a chaotic connotation.

This power was not only strong, but also weird, and in an instant, it passed through the heavy obstacles of her majestic Tianyuan and went straight to the depths of her dantian.

So, in the blink of an eye, Mo Hanyun was imprisoned again.

The claw was only slightly, and Mo Hanyun retreated uncontrollably, and her delicate body turned around at the same time, and then, a handsome face entered her sight, it was Tang Huan, who had made her hate for several days, with a smile between her eyebrows, full of ridicule.

"I didn't expect us to meet so soon, and in a place like this. ”

Tang Huan looked at Mo Hanyun with a smile, although she was still wearing a red dress now, she was more compact than when she first met. Under the shackles of this red dress, her graceful curves are fully revealed, and her already delicate body is becoming more and more perfect.

"Tang Huan!"

Mo Hanyun's beautiful eyes stared at Tang Huan fiercely, and she almost gritted her teeth, "What do you want?"

That's exactly what I want to ask you. Tang Huan looked at the ink and smiled, "Miss Mo, today's matter should be your handiwork, right?"

"What a joke. ”

Mo Hanyun sneered, "You yourself have offended the Desolate God Palace, and now, the Asojin Palace has invited many Heavenly Kings of Xuandu Heaven to trouble you, what does it have to do with me?"

The more than ten Heavenly Kings will come over, and they are indeed invited by him, so they come to help, but this kind of thing, it is difficult to find real evidence, and she has no need to admit it.

"I knew you would say that. ”

Tang Huan smiled, and was not angry, but bowed his head and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it, whether it's your handwriting or not, I will treat it as your handiwork." ”

"Tang Huan, you ......"

Mo Hanyun's face was flushed with anger, she didn't expect Tang Huan to be so arrogant and unreasonable.

But before she finished speaking, Tang Huan's face was slightly gloomy: "Miss Mo, my patience and restraint are limited, you tossed like this twice and three times, have you ever thought about what the consequences will be?"

"The consequences?"

Mo Hanyun simply stopped arguing, just stared at Tang Huan with some contempt, and sneered, "Tang Huan, do you dare to kill the pavilion master?"

"So fearless?"

Tang Huan laughed, "It seems that you must have a mental imprint, or even a wisp of soul sealed in the Xuanji Dan Pavilion, even if you die, there is a way to let the people of the sect know who killed you, and you can also use that wisp of soul to recondense your body and come back from the dead." ”

"It's good that you know. Mo Hanyun snorted coldly, she was a disciple of the Mo clan of the "Xuanji Dan Sect", and she was indeed not worried that she would be killed in the next thirty-six days.

"Mo Hanyun, you feel too good about yourself. Tang Huan smiled indifferently, "If I really want to kill you, why do I have to do it myself? I just need to abolish your cultivation, and just find a Tianhou or even a Tianxiang, and I can take your life." In the future, the murderer you can find in Xuanji Dange is only him. If I kill the person who killed you again, Xuanji Dange will not even be able to find the murderer, and you will die in vain. ”

"You ......"

Mo Hanyun's expression changed greatly, and his pretty face was uncertain.

If Tang Huan really did what he said, the hope of Xuanji Danzong finding him, the real murderer, was indeed very slim. Of course, she can indeed use the soul sealed in the sect to reshape her body, and she will not really die, but after she is turned around, her strength will definitely drop greatly, and if she wants to recover to the point she is now, it will not take one or two hundred years, it is impossible.

"It's just someone who killed you, or are you lucky. ”

Accepting her look, Tang Huan smiled again, "If I'm in a bad mood, you may not have such luck." If a beautiful woman like you is thrown into a bunch of strong men after her cultivation is abolished, do you know what will happen next?"

"Tang Huan, you ......"

Mo Hanyun's charming face became a little pale, and her eyes couldn't help revealing a touch of horror, but then, her eyes were like fire, and there seemed to be an incomparably majestic anger surging in her chest.

"But one can be two, not three, remember, this is the last time I will let you go. ”

Tang Huan's eyes condensed slightly, and the two gazes suddenly became incomparably sharp, piercing into the depths of Mo Hanyun's soul like a sharp blade.

At this moment, Mo Hanyun's curse that rushed to her throat was swallowed back hard, and her consciousness became trance-like, and within her sight, the pebble-like behemoth that had hit Hua Tianchi and more than a dozen other heavenly kings with a blow reappeared, rumbling towards her.

The terrifying sense of oppression seemed to have pressed Mo Hanyun into the abyss.

She desperately tried to escape, but she couldn't move, she could only watch the behemoth approaching at a rapid pace, she even smelled the smell of death, and the smell was getting stronger and stronger, and despair suddenly rose from the bottom of her heart.

"Ahh

A scream suddenly burst out, Mo Hanyun suddenly woke up, but found that she was not dead, but still floating in the air, the behemoth that shocked her heart did not appear, even Tang Huan's figure had disappeared, and her body had been freed.

At this moment, she actually had a kind of joy and excitement for the rest of her life.

The coolness hit, and Mo Hanyun suddenly found that he seemed to have just been fished out of the pool, and his whole body was soaked with sweat. The dress clung to her skin, and the grace of her delicate body was unobstructed, which made her feel ashamed, and almost squeezed out this string of notes between her teeth:

"Tang Huan, let's see—"